There I was, twenty-nine years old, three beautiful children and divorced. Who would want me now? I had always dreamt of being a mum and a wife, one of those 1940’s wives you would see in the movies. I loved my family life, looking after my three babies, helping them with homework, cooking and cleaning while the children were at school and having a nice hot meal ready on the table for when my husband got home. Everything seemed perfect, that was until I stumbled across emails, I clearly was not meant to find…. ’Work is so fun with you Dylan; I can’t believe you threw water on my top and made it go see-through’. ’I liked what I saw, and I really like you Stacey, we should meet up more often’. ‘What about your wife?’ ‘I’ll tell her I’m going to see my friends; you make me feel so different, I want to be with you’. There it was in black and white, and my world came tumbling down around me. “Mum, what’s for dinner?”, in walks Joshua, my eldest. I pull myself together quickly so he
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